Poison Clan - Juveniles Lyrics
DEBONAIRE: Yo wussup my nigga where the ***** you been?JT MONEY: Shit, I jus' came from round a ***** housetryin to get a lil *****, y'know I'm sayin?DEB: Oh, my nigga, I ????? to do the shit by myself!JT: Shit, do what, what you bout to do, man?DEB: Tell these people bout this mutha*****in juvenile situation.JT: So what's stoppin you? Shit, I'm here!DEB: Oh, oh you wit this my nigga?JT: You damn right I'm wit it, nigga!DEB: Aaight, so you know, we'll just ***** it up y'know I'm sayin?JT: Well go ahead, ***** it up.DEB: Aaight, boom, check this out:[Debonaire]I know by now you musta heard how wild we getBut now it's time to hear the juvenile shitAnd talkin bout juveniles the Clan we must'Cause everybody goes through what happened to usSee, everybody's gonna be or was a juvenileAdults even know that these times are wildMe and JT had to learn the hard way'Cause hey, we couldn't trust what parents sayLike rubbers, I used to be too cool for 'em*****es askin bout 'em, I used to ignore 'emMother used to tell me but I had to learnSome hoes'll give you a third degree burnBut no one's had the battle, and now I'm a strangerTo hoes that need a sign that says "Keep Out, Danger"Yeah, I tell you, my nigga,them hoes'll burn a mutha*****a y'know I'm sayin?*****in round with them dog-ass hoes not usin no rubbersand all that crazy shit, y'know I'm sayin?JT: True.But yo, Deb, check it out,[JT Money]Have you ever, had a girl you wanted to do it with,But ain't know that somethin would ruin it?Bust this, I had a girl willinI was too, but Jimmy was chillinMan, I mean this girl was sweaty and wetBut lil' JT just wouldn't erectOh shit!Why me?How could this be?JT bein dissed by Jimbrowski?Like I needed a sex instructorWhen normally, there, I'da been *****ed herSayin to myself, "Man, I don't know"If wasn't shit wrong with me, somethin was wrong with that hoeYo, I might've avoided maybe catchin AIDSA day later, Trigga slayed her, now he's pissin razor bladesDEB: Damn my nigga,Trigga done *****ed up for real this time, I tell you boy!JT: You know it, shit, I'm glad I ain't *****ed that hoe,that'd be a raggedy-ass *****in week!DEB: ...'round here gettin burnedthem dusty ass hoes raggedy *****es ...anyway I tell you, my nigga, check this out -my nigga, my parents, my nigga,they be jockin me like a mutha*****a y'know I'm sayin?JT: For what?DEB: 'Bout school and all that crazy shit!JT: Oh, oh, shit, you ain't sayin nothin,my ol' gran'm talkin bout the same shit!DEB: Well anyway check this out:[Debonaire]I'm a juvenile, tired of adultsTalkin bout consequences and results'Cause through it all I make the same choice which isSayin ***** SCHOOL to take home the *****esI took a hoe to the crib, and yo, bust itI used my last rubber, knowin I could trust itBut goin up in this *****, I could barely breatheNow that's some abuse to receiveI was nearly unconscious on the verge of deathWhen I could no longer hold my breathI just about fell out from inhaling the fumesI woke up in the mornin, aired out the roomsAnd now because of this *****, I'ma killThe next hoe to disregard the MessengilOh lawd my nigga I tell you, that ***** was stinky as a mutha*****a!***** that ***** if she ever come around me again!JT: Damn that ?????? ....what the ***** you *****in with them stank hoes for?[JT Money]Check this out, I was loungin, coolin by the BroughamA ***** comes up talkin bout, take her homeYo, at first, I wasn't wit itI saw the ass on that *****, and I did itNow stuff like this happens all the timeNuttin but sex goin through my mindFrom the suspense I don't know how I survivedMy dick was so hard we went in overdrivePulled up to a crib, saw a Caddy BroughamI got no sex 'cause her daddy was homeDEB: Damn, man that's *****ed up man,for real, I'll tell you though, ??????JT: 'ey that ***** faked me up manI don't ***** wit the hoe no more, ????DEB: True. Aiyyo check this out man,my nigga, man, I be gettin my report cards y'know I'm sayin?Daddy'll think a tough guy weak or somethinmy nigga, be tryin to front on me y'know I'm sayin?JT: I bet he be kickin yo ass.DEB: You got me *****ed up, I ain't havin that shit!JT: I bet he bust yo ass, I bet he bust yo ass.DEB: Yo, yo check this out my nigga ...JT: Wussup?[Debonaire]Yo, every report card I get all F'sGoin tow to tow with dad, yo, without no restEvery time I get a card he always seems to know'Cause he greets me at the door with a knockout blowSo, I said MMMMM, and got hip to itThe next report card came, Daddy-o knew itAnd waitin by the door to put a blitz in effectBut Daddy-o forgot to make a situation checkI creeped up behind him with a four-by-fourTapped him on the shoulder, and wired his jawHe musta learned a lesson of being convinced'Cause he ain't ask about my report cards sinceYeah, that nigga know what time it is now!Hadda ***** that old nigga up, I mean,playa ain't gonna swing on his own son y'know I'm sayin?I hadda get some straighenin!JT: Goddamn boy, I thought I was wild!Yo, check this shit out right here:[JT Money]I'm a menace to society, juvenile delinquintCan't stand school 'cause I'm in trouble frequentLivin in the office like it's my classSee, if school's about trouble, maybe then I'll passSuckas be frontin tryin to pull my cardI just drop 'em and dip, but not from them, they're security guardsComin like ???, hot on my trailRealized, got wise and broke like hellThey finally caught up, took me down to the office[Mr. Mixx as the Principal]Say boayyy, you know you can't get off thisJT, you're a *****in disgrace!Get yo mutha*****in ass outta my goddamn place!DEB: Aww man, they tried you, man, you got suspended, man!JT: I don't give a ***** about no suspension, no mutha*****in,***** school, man, I don't need that shit, I'm the Mack Daddy,y'know I'm sayin, I'm gettin paid, I'm bankin!DEB: True, my nigga, we, you know, you livin like a villain,y'know I'm sayin, Debonaire's bad, the Devil's Dad, y'know I'm sayin!JT: Hold up Deb, hold up Deb, you got people listenin to you and shit!Hey y'all, y'all don't do as we do, we two low life mutha*****as,we livin like villains, y'know I'm sayin?DEB: That's what I'm sayin, you know, my nigga, shit,my man Drugz, my nigga ain't go to school since like third grade,we just don't give a *****, y'know I'm sayin?JT: Hey, but shit, see it ain't like that, see I tried to do shit right,even though I wouldn't, but the shit ain't happened!DEB: Now that's a mutha*****in lie, y'know I'm sayin?JT: Hey, I'm tryin to go to school, y'know,but I'm down with ????? *****in me up!DEB: We, yo, put it this way,we two goddamn bad influence mutha*****as,JT: I'm not ...DEB: don't do shit like us, don't try this shit at home.JT: Hey, I'll go - hey, ***** it, I'll go to school.DEB: Hey, anyway, my nigga, yo,we outta here, y'know I'm sayin, we outie!JT: Peace.
